Cosy Poems - Poems about Cosy

...Words, too many words, superfluous and useless. They bind you in a swirling vortex, drown you in inconsequential thoughtlessness. Oh for a few moments of supreme silence, in some secluded sp......Read the rest...

...Back home, I ponder long on life. Death is so final, no return. I sit alone on my sheltered cosy porch, And think of spring forget-me-nots, Of roses dark as festive damask, And swaying poppies......Read the rest...

... I love my socks, all colours and design The brighter the nicer, simply sublime Socks warm feet, cosy and snug as a rug Fabulous for dancing the jitterbug. Many times I find there’s h......Read the rest...

... (Sonnet / Lipogram) No letter "A" Blooming buds dispersing sundry perfumes Mellifluous tunes of ebullient birds Butterflies come out of their cosy rooms Soft verdure on verges nibbled by he......Read the rest...

...The Naked brazen placid blue Meets its foe the dark forbidding nemeses Who unleashes his growing anger and fury Obliterating and defeating his enemy Proclaims a victory and unrolls his miserable ......Read the rest...

...Yesterday's passing drifted shadow Added to our eclectic collected hoards A bittersweet cocktail of events and instances Confined captured and tangled cobwebbed corridors Of to the limbic labyrin......Read the rest...

... Looking back on when we were Young so long ago It's so sad When I think of all the things we had And magical things we used to do Fate and providence Brought us together Fate and providence t......Read the rest...

...As sensitive and as fragile As a mottled Butterflies tissue paper wings As gentle and tender as a teasing caressing arresting summer breeze As transparent and crystal clear as a calm ocean As j......Read the rest...

...As the end of a long day now approaches Like a candle flame almost spent The sun and its expanding rays Now hides away with contempt With stealth and silence, The light of day starts To dim A......Read the rest...

...Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer. My pal......Read the rest...

...What if tomorrow the sun suddenly stopped to burn All the birds had flown away because they had forgotten their song There were no more days only nights And the world had stopped to turn The ......Read the rest...

... Ode to my two favourite friends “Comfy and Cosy” whom l just adore They bring me abundant joy and pleasure My soul they restore A most compatible duo Often seen hand in hand Friends to so......Read the rest...

...I love the pitter-patter of the rain upon the glass The soft rhythm creates memories that only dreams surpass Cosy fireside moments while the weather beats her tune Raptured with the thought of us......Read the rest...

...A dying man was gasping for air He asked a nurse if she had some to spare She breathed into a little phial And with a smile upon her dial She said how much will you pay My phial of breath may ......Read the rest...

... I once told a story about my Ex-girlfriend Gormless Sue Well that was part one And this is part two Gormless Sue had a farm She lived in a cosy warm house But she made me sleep in an old......Read the rest...